Chapter 287

Qiao Nian has never seen the girl who sells drinks. He mistakenly thought it was an aunt, pursed his lips, and touched the top of his head: "Good boy."

Ye Qichen's ears turned red all of a sudden, he buried his head and didn't dare to look into her eyes, and his little hands were still grabbing at his clothes, Jiang Li, who looked so innocent, couldn't help but said: "Niannian, why do I feel that Chen Chen has a crush on you."

This blushing and heart-pounding appearance does not seem to be talking to her sister, and how to get along with her sweetheart.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, looking at Qiao Nian's troubled face, and then looking at Ye Qichen's shy appearance, his whole person was a little bad, and he pulled the front seat with his hands, begging for approval: "Master, you Looking at Chenchen like that, shouldn't he really have a crush on Niannian?"

Ye Wangchuan raised his brows, looked in the rearview mirror at the back row, and said happily, "He's not a crush."

"Oh, that's because I think too much." Jiang Li still trusts his judgment, and he puts his heart down for the most part.

Emma, ​​don't worry about the big one, if even a five-year-old child comes to steal his 'cabbage', can this be tolerated? !

Ye Wuchuan's next sentence made him feel completely cold when he put it back.

"He's Minglian!"

Jiang Li: ...

Gu San watched the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, and while driving, he was making up for the knife: "Yes, Young Master Jiang, before the young master told him that he would marry Miss Qiao when he grew up. This kind of young master should be considered. Ming love, not secret love.”

Who is secretly in love, confesses every day, and always puts his love on his lips.

Speaking of secret love... He glanced quietly at the man beside him, took a small glance, and quickly retracted his gaze.

If you have to say who has a crush on Miss Qiao, this is more like the one who failed to have a crush!

Jiang Li's face tightened, and he smiled without a smile, and said indignantly: "If he wants to get married, he is still twenty years too early!"

Ye Wuchuan raised his eyes, raised his thin lips, folded his arms around his chest, and said in a low-pitched voice, "I told him the same."

"..."

Jiang Li didn't taste it at first, thinking that this was normal, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He is Nian Nian's brother, someone misses their 'cabbage', and he complains that the other party thinks beautifully.

What is the relationship between Wang Ye and Niannian? Why does he feel that these words came out of Wang Ye's mouth, as if implying that his rival in love is twenty years too early, and he himself has reached the legal age of 'picking cabbage'!

It should be because he thinks too much, and the arrogant master is not so naive as to take advantage of his mouth.

He was thinking so, when he heard Ye Wangchuan's low voice: "What do you want to eat at noon?"

This is obviously not asking him.

Qiao Nian took a sip of the lemonade that Ye Qichen bought for her. It was cold and cool, as well as the refreshing taste of lemon and aloe vera. It was sweet and sour, and it tasted good.

She leaned lazily on the seat and said casually, "Hotpot?"

She also suddenly remembered that she wanted to eat hot pot.

"Then go to eat hot pot." Ye Wangchuan had no objection, although everyone who knew his taste knew that Wang Ye didn't like spicy food, and he was not interested in hot pot-like folk snacks.

Qiao Nian lifted his eyelids, remembered the favor he owed him before, and said, "I'll treat you at noon. I know that there is a hot pot that tastes good, and it's in the city center."

Ye Wangchuan leaned on the back of the chair with a graceful appearance: "Give Gu San the address and let him navigate there."

Qiao Nian took out his mobile phone, found the store name and address, and sent a location to Gu San.

Jiang Li: I don't know if I'm a human being, but the arrogant master is a real dog!

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